Quotes from Steppenwolf by Hermann Hesse

…So that’s it, thought I. They’ve disfigured this good old wall with
an electric sign. Meanwhile I deciphered one or two of the letters as
they appeared again for an instant; but they were hard to read even by
guess work, for they came with very irregular spaces between them and
very faintly, and then abruptly vanished. Whoever hoped for any result
from a display like that was not very smart. He was a Steppenwolf,
poor fellow. Why have his letters playing on this old wall in the
darkest alley of the Old Town on a wet night with not a soul passing
by, and why were they so fleeting, so fitful and illegible? But wait,
at last I succeeded in catching several words on end. They were:

MAGIC THEATER

ENTRANCE NOT FOR EVERYBODY

I tried to open the door, but the heavy old latch would not
stir. The display too was over. It had suddenly ceased, sadly
convinced of its uselessness. I took a few steps back, landing deep
into the mud, but no more letters came. The display was over. For a
long time I stood waiting in the mud, but in vain.

Then, when I had given up and gone back to the alley, a few colored
letters were dropped here and there, reflected on the asphalt in front
of me. I read: